#dystopian

Slowly I raise my eyes and take in the water spreading out in every direction. I can only form one clear thought. This is no place for a girl on fire. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#ya #ya

I am so tired, love. I'm so very,very tired. ↗

— Tehereh Mafi

#dystopian #love #sadness #tired #love

I would rather never make a penny on book sales and know that many had derived some fair pleasure from my writing, than to know that very few had ever taken a chance on my work. I certainly won't last forever, but I'd love to think that my imagination will continue to surface in the minds of others. ↗

— Eric Diehl

#fantasy #horror #science-fiction #imagination

Returning my voice to a conversational level, I called back, “Nora, I’m not attempting to embarrass you or single you out. I know you’re capable. But stay behind Chas, okay? You die, you d i e permanently, and for various reasons that we’ve already gotten angsty about together, I don’t want that to happen.” “Okay, okay,” she sighed. “Angsty?” Chas asked. “Ooh! Later, details!” “Yes, later.” With that, I waved the team forward. ↗

— Lia Habel

#dystopian #fiction #lia-habel #paranormal #romance

Dear, sweet, beautiful girl, ↗

— Tehereh Mafi

#dystopian #love #sadness #young-adult #beauty

Ideas combined with courage can change the world. ↗

— David Litwack

#dystopia #dystopian-fiction #ideas #change

It will begin with the six who now tread the streets of a city where the stone pinnacle erects like a reed amongst long grass. Where a bridge expands across a gorge, drifts a cloud buzzing with a million stings. There, these six shall bleed. There, these six shall die, and like a plague shall spread the wings that carry the cloud till they consume the city, and with it, the strength that fuels all of your lives. Farewell, children of the new world, and may your deaths be swift. ↗

— Najeev Raj Nadarajah

#dreamweaver #dystopian #dystopian-fiction #epic-fantasy #fantasy

Great, so now we don’t just have to worry about my family.” I said looking up at the sky. “You said we didn’t have to worry about them.” “I hope to God not.” He shook his head. “You’re a strange duck.” “Quack.” I said rolling my eyes. ↗

— Cassandra Giovanni

#in-between-seasons #post-apocalyptic #ya-dystopian #ya-romance #family

If I didn't love so damn hard I wouldn't have someone to risk my life for. ↗

— Leslie Lee Sanders

#dystopian-fiction #erotic-romance #gay-romance #mm #post-apocalyptic

If that which we have found is the corruption of solitude, then what can men wish for save corruption? If this is the great evil of being alone, than what is good and what is evil? ↗

— Ayn Rand

#philosophy #men